Morning With Cat and Tree

He awakes two full hours later than usual. Well his dreams disturbed his sleep several times just before dawn and he awoke to a safe place where everything gradually made sense. And the cat came in fell asleep on his legs. Samuel is grateful to the cat for crediting him with humanity, believing that cats have a way of honoring those fundamentally good, at least not harmful. Samuel is sorry to miss the early morning hours. The satisfying part of the day will abruptly end as sources of irritation soon begin filtering through his life. But the sun is gleaming in the Winter sky. The trees seem supernaturally tall, dark lines of the branches, nude branches like bones ooze upward and outward through unsystematic pathways in space. He wonders how the trees choose the holes in space through which the branches expand. They are amoeba like, protoplasm squirts up through invisible narrow channels in the air.